The first was horrible:
According to the program, “Drowning Crow” was “inspired by” Chekhov’s “The Seagull.” Nothing wrong with that, except that what Ms. Taylor really means is “adapted from,” which is another thing altogether. To be sure, the characters are all black and the action has been relocated from Czarist Russia to the Gullah Islands of South Carolina, but otherwise “Drowning Crow” is a near-direct transposition of “The Seagull,” partly recast in slam-poetry English but with large chunks of dialogue left untouched. “I liberally sampled from Chekhov,” Ms. Taylor said in a New York Times interview. “Other times, I just riffed.” (I know a better word.) The result–not to put too fine a point on it–is bizarre, with the characters alternating between jive and translatorese to no obvious purpose or good effect….
The second was a winner:
Mr. McNally has neatly bookended his chief theatrical preoccupations in the titles of the two one-act plays that make up this double bill, “Full Frontal Nudity” and “Prelude and Liebestod.” The second and more substantial half is about a bisexual conductor suspiciously reminiscent of Leonard Bernstein (Richard Thomas), his unfaithful but loving wife (Isabella Rossellini), the sourpuss concertmaster of his orchestra (Michael Countryman), a male groupie (Yul V